"
"Who said anything about him?" demanded Betty, with a blush.
"No one; but I can read-- thoughts!" answered Mollie, helping herself
to another candy.
"I meant Will and Frank," went on Betty. "They would like to come."
"I'm sure of it," murmured Grace-- literally murmured-- for she had a
marshmallow chocolate between her white teeth.
"How about Percy Falconer?" asked Amy, mischievously. "I am sure he
would wear a perfectly stunning-- to use his own word-- sailor suit."
"Don't you dare mention his name!" cried Betty. "I detest him."
"Let us have peace!" quoted Mollie. "Then it's all settled-- we'll
cruise and camp and---- "
"Cruise again," finished Betty. "For we have two months, nearly, ahead
of us; and we won't want to camp more than a week, perhaps. We can go
into the lower river, below Rainbow Lake, too, I think. It is
sometimes rough there, but the Gem is built for rough weather, Uncle
Amos says."
The girls discussed further the coming trip and then, as each one had
considerable to do still to get ready, they went gaily to their
several homes.
Will came in later, looked moodily into an empty candy box, and
exclaimed:
"You might have left a few, Sis.
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